#riverspxilers

[drgrumpyface1]

The rise and fall of one great..{riverspxilers}

He was only here because he’d heard that his wife, River, would be here. Of course she would, this was an art exhibit that was worth millions, the art had been stolen from the Sisters of Time thousands of years ago, by a space pirate who went by the name of ‘Paulo de French’. He’d been a man scorned, someone that stole from women all over the universe only to sell the art and fund his adventures around the universe. Of course, the Sisters didn’t exist anymore and the art was now being held in a secure gallery called ‘Memory of Moon’.

Olivia Moon had been a woman of her time, having had her toes in everything, from universe politics to women’s rights. She’d bought the collections at a gruesome cost, not only paying millions, but ending up paying with her life when someone had broken into her home that night and killed the poor woman. Her sister Madison had made sure her wishes had been fulfilled, opening the gallery in Olivia’s name. But what he knew would bring River here was  one particular painting that was worth a fortune, priceless really. The paint had been made from the magical ashes of a priest named Orlo Velric’, that and pure gold leaf and diamond dust. It was said that whomever held the art, held the power to see the future and for the first time ever it was being displayed.

She would be here, whether she was trying to steal it or just trying to increase her contacts, either way, he was here to see her. It had been almost a hundred years since he’d seen her, but he had questions that needed to be answered.

[the-11-doctor]

"Hello sweetie, how have you been?"

  “R i v e r -- my, it’s been a w h i l e. I’ve been... BUSY. For a better word. How have y o u been, love? What kept you -- am I intruding on spoilers, or... Are we overdue for SYNCING diaries?”

[indyflanery]

@riverspxilers

“Don’t read that terrible book if you like being sane.”

He never listened. Often times, Indy wished he had. It wasn’t like it was a book that was going to bring about the end of the world, or something as fanatical, but it certainly was boring. Siting back with a huff, Indy closed the text rather pointedly, even though it earned him a few chastising looks. This was an incredibly dull lecture that he was regretting agreeing to attend. The director of the museum he was interning for had suggested he sit through the next public lecture being given, and even though he’d been warned against it by other colleagues, he went anyway.

Terrible mistake.

Too much rambling theory and not enough results was a sad reflection of the book he’d read in preparation. Indy wished he’d have a better experience in this institution than sitting around doing boring readings and listening to boring lectures. He was not one to sit around and just do nothing. 

[justctraveler]

@riverspxilers liked this for a smol starter

Aside from the sheer shock at seeing her wife, her only other reaction was to shout the following lines.

“Watch out, behind ya.” Alien wasps weren’t all that friendly.

[ultimatcgingc]

Happy Birthday! I hope you have a lovely day!

ahh thank u! it was lovely, indeed!! ❤️❤️❤️

[the-11-doctor]

“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”

  “Is that a downright no, then?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“Happy father’s day my love.”

Father’s day was depressing to the Doctor.  Everyone he had been a father too had died or disappeared.  He was a grandfather too of course, but he had no idea where Susan might be or what might have happened to her.  “Oh, yes, today is that day, isn’t it?” the Doctor asked, “I sometimes lose track with all the time travel.”

[ultimatcgingc]

@riverspxilers + THIS

“I’VE FELT LIKE THAT, A LOT OF TIMES,” she answered, squeezing river’s hand a little & trying to comfort her. “but as the time goes by, i learnt that you’ve just got to live with all the things you did. all of them made you the person who you are now.”

maybe with getting older, she was also getting a little bit more sentimental than she used to. “it just is... what it is,” she added, after a moment of silence. she tried her best to comfort her daughter, even if she couldn’t imagine how hard it must’ve been for her.